Picture Prompt #6

I found an old sweater of yours today

still with your musk

that subtle aroma that was all you. 

It felt as though I was back in your arms. 

I put on your favorite perfume today

delicate citrus

you would breath my scent in so deep

burning it into your senses.

I layered with cream.

I dressed myself in clothes you liked

stockings

heels

skirt.

I never felt as beautiful as when I saw your smile.

We would sit in that bar

listening to blues

talking about hidden dreams.

Close to close 

you would play those keys

while I sat 

mesmerized with the emotions

the desires

you could make dance in the air.

I loved to watch you play.

Now……

the bar has sunken to disrepair 

the piano 

a strong feature in our lives

collapsing

strings rotted

teeth missing

gaping jaws. 

Silence reigns

dust gathers 

as I sit atop

ghostly melodies playing

in the motes of dust.

Phantom caresses on my calves

I can feel the pressure of your hands

laying back I stare at the stars

for the ceiling has fallen

night is reaching

I am falling 

up to heaven.

Good bye.

Good night.

We fell away

we did part

wait for me darling

I have already given you my heart.

 

April 9/19

Picture via Pintrest prompt from The Eclectic Contrarian